RING BELLS

There wasn’t much that I could do for her,
Now that she had chosen him,
Not that I am better than he,
Or that for her, I’d even go out on a limb,

But her conversation needed my answers,
Her heart still wanted wisdom,
It was like removing the blood from her veins,
After having tasted it, in her system,

And what could I do?
She was a dazzling bride,
A new found princess to her prince,
Yet and still empty inside,

She needed me,
But I would never utter such a thing,
At least not again,
I’d rather just suffer the bells to ring..

Ring thunderously, ring annoyingly,
Do chime, and clamor away,
Chime for our futures sake,
Ring bells until the pain drifts away..

I hear that you love him,
More than the moon adores the night,
More than the stars love it’s twinkling,
More than the blind desires sight,

And am I a madman,
Creating an insurmountable steeple?
That none may climb to the top of it,
And congregate with the sane minded people?

When the night falls upon the earth harshly,
And the shadows appear on walls from candlesticks,
When the minutes become hours,
Do you not think of me within each tick?

I’d rather cast this dreary thought,
Into the puddle of hell..
And watch it sail across the ocean,
With the sound of the foreign bells..

Ring thunderously, ring annoyingly,
Do chime, and clamor away,
Chime for our futures sake,
Ring bells until the pain drifts away..

Taken UP

To the top of the mountain,
Was I taken and snatched,
Without a garment upon me,
Neither scarf, nor hat,

I embraced the foreign wind,
Stared at the massive sea,
Being lifted into the atmosphere,
By a being, whose face I couldn’t see,

He said only “trust me”
And so I sailed away,
Entering the heavens,
Until the cars did fade away,

The gray cloud surrounded us,
So no man could view us viewing,
Two men stood beside me,
Swords in hand, to keep out the pursuing,

The face of him was yet blurry,
But I could see him smile,
He whispered, “lay your mental bags down,“
Stay here for a while,

We ate, and we laughed,
As though the world didn’t exist,
He spake words to me unheard of,
Some hit, but most I missed,

Arise young man,
Arise young man and stare,
Stare at this world,
Be sure to take good care..

It is filled with many,
Many has filled its arms,
Shield it by bow and arrow,
Keep it safe from harm,

Speak wisdom to the youth,
With fire, cleanse soiled hands,
Grab the young lions by the beard,
Show them a man…

Never depart from the damsels,
Show them their respect,
Tell them not to settle,
To the best of their intellect,

It was written,
And so it was said,
I feinted at that point,
And was taken to my bed,

Those words took me,
Like blood runs through the veins,
I hopped up to write what I remembered,
Discarding the remains..

NOTHING MAJOR

It’s nothing so major,
Besides the fact that she’s stunning,
Her eyes pierce my inner soul,
Leaving my blood’s faucet running,

It’s not really a huge ordeal,
Well maybe not to the world,
But in mine eyes alone,
She’s more than just a incalculable pearl,

I set eyes upon her,
Before the night calls upon morning,
Before the rooster yells with anticipation,
Right before I realize I’m still tired, and yawning,

There is none more fair,
Whose breasts satisfy me more,
Whose words are as honey,
From her jar of love, therefore I pour,

She doth pour her love,
Upon my weary head daily,
Relinquishing my foreign troubles,
Washing my thoughts thoroughly,

She loves me,
As the golden moon adores the blazing sun,
As the elegant tuxedo,
Enjoys it’s cummerbund,

And though it be nothing major,
In the sight of thee,
Within the pupil of mine eyes,
She means everything to me.

Too busy, Too late..

"Too busy, Too Late" is a battle cry to the mother's and father's that THINK that they listen to their children. Yet the reality of it all is that they only hear what they want to hear. It's more than just being around your children. It's time to initiate the conversation. It's time to get involved. IF not, "Too Busy... Too Late!!





She sits in a room,
full of wonder,
So unsure, so unsure,
Not far from a blunder,

And so the tears begin to flow,
Because she's believes that she's next
For everyone else has already tried it,
She's a step away from having sex,

Unaware that her virginity,
Is filled with all things sacred,
And she wants to talk to you,
Before someone comes to take it..

But you never take the time to listen,
You never hearken to her voice,
She needs your opinion,
Before she makes a choice..


He has thought alot about it,
They pick on him at school,
They characterize him as a clown,
They treat him like a fool,

And today he's tired,
Today he's had enough,
Today he's no longer a punk,
Today he's going to be tough,

Unaware that he can choose to be free,
Instead of grabbing that gun,
Today you can talk to him,
Today you can embrace your son,

But you never take the time to listen,
Upon you he cannot call,
You take the time to stay so busy,
He will more than likely fall...

AIR EVERYWHERE

Place your hand under mine,
While the water runs upon it,
Touch the subtle breeze,
And the clouds that rest beyond it,

The feather just flows,
Down the spiral of life,
I hold your hand while watching,
What a wonderful sight,

The way is clear,
The sky is so fair,
There is air in the sky,
Air, air, everywhere,

And the sun,
Gives off such an extravagant light,
Completely subduing,
Bringing forth such a peaceful night,

The stars just hang there,
Such a twinkling response,
Supplying the earth a night show,
Giving her all that she wants

The way is clear,
The sky is so fair,
There is air in the sky,
Air, air, everywhere,

And we cuddle,
While looking toward the milky way,
Look extremely quick, my love,
Before it all fades away,

We rest easy,
Just to inhale the breathtaking night,
The breeze just rests upon us,
Setting the mood just right,

The way is clear,
The sky is so fair,
There is air in the sky,
Air, air, everywhere.

OFF THIS TRAIN

What is this love thing all about?
I’m standing next to the tracks
Prepared to take another trip,
I’ve got my coat and my hat,

And here she stands with me,
Moving forward,
In her long dress, and boots
All aboard, All aboard,

So here we sit,
Ready for the wind,
Fastening our seatbelt,
Here we go again,

Are we fussing?
When we just made up last night?
Are you crying?
When I just said, “We’ll be alright?”
Are things already back the same?
I know I bought the ticket,
But we both want off of this train,

We don’t know,
Exactly where we’re headed,
And the fact that we’re already arguing,
We know we’ll both dread it,

Obviously,
Our train is moving too fast,
Down these dark tunnels of the past
How long will this torture last?

And here we go again,
Trying to leave everything behind,
But rather than getting there peaceably,
We’re off track, instead of reading the signs,

Are we fussing?
When we just made up last night?
Are you crying?
When I just said, “We’ll be alright?”
Are things already back the same?
I know I bought the ticket,
But we both want off of this train
We both want off of this train!

I'M LEAVING YOU (I THINK..)

Late nights, we fight,
We turn off the lights, with things not right,
I‘ve had enough,,
At 3am, I’m getting up,

I can’t lie there,
Beside you,
This storybook fairytale,
Is so untrue,

And I’m leaving you,
With my life ahead of me,
I trot out the house happily,
With my keys and my drink,
And I’m leaving you,
I’m leaving you,
I think…

I’m packing my bags,
I’m grabbing my coat,
I’m pushing the pain down,
Clearing lumps from my throat,

I take another look and pause,
I grab my keys,
Headed for the door,
Hoping you’ll run yelling please..

And I’m leaving you,
With my life ahead of me,
I trot out the house happily,
With my keys and my drink,
And I’m leaving you,
I’m leaving you,
I think…

I refuse to let you win,
This pain won‘t last long,
Plus, I’m ready to dance,
To the beat of another song,

And there you stand,
Arms reaching out to the wind,
With words that utter,
Can we try this thing again?

And I’m leaving you,
With my life ahead of me,
I trot out the house happily,
With my keys and my drink,
And I’m leaving you,
I’m leaving you,
I think…